Page 29 of Her Cowboy Santa
Lately, Danny has been waking up in the middle of the night and not settling until Nate comes to rock him for a few minutes. Nate hasn’t once complained about getting up. He’s grateful for every minute with him.
“He’s not the one that needs you,” I purr.
“Mm, is my girl needy?” His voice is husky and deep from sleep.
“So needy,” I admit, my panties damp. I need him to take care of this ache he’s creating, or I might just combust.
He swirls my wetness around, painting my pussy in my own juices. “So responsive for me.”
I whimper when his finger breaches my channel.
His finger is big and thick, just the way his cock is. The thought has me spasming, and my body sucks his finger deeper. Behind me, I feel his erection nestled against my ass. He pushes forward, seeking his own friction.
“Take me,” I whisper, surrendering to this moment and the pleasure he’s giving me. He always makes it so good for me.
“Not until you come on my fingers like a good girl,” he says right as he adds a second finger, stretching me even more.
I reach down and massage my aching clit, circling it just the way I like.
“Good girl. Touch yourself while I watch.”
His filthy words and talented fingers have stars exploding behind my eyes. When I come, it’s with his whispered words of praise in my ear. He’s telling me how proud he is of me, of how brave and strong I am.
“Inside me. Now,” I pant, unable to last a minute longer without feeling our bodies completely intertwined.
I shimmy free of the pajama pants, but I don’t bother with my shirt. I need him inside of me right now.
He yanks at his pants, barely getting them down before he’s rolling over me and sliding his cock through my slick folds.
I expect him to thrust into my body, but he doesn’t. Instead, he pauses. He brushes a kiss to my forehead. “I love you. You’re my forever. I can’t wait to marry you and have more babies together and grow our farm together.”
“I want that with you. All of that,” I breathe.
He presses into my body then. He moves slowly, keeping his thrusts measured and controlled. He’s still cupping my face, his expression filled with so much love and tenderness.
With every movement, every hot glide of friction, my body opens to his a little more until he’s all the way in. There’s only the most delicious pleasure between my thighs as my cowboy rides me.
“Fuck, you take me so well,” he murmurs.
My hands are roaming, touching him everywhere. I trace the planes of his body through his clothes, mapping his shape.
He reaches for my clit, playing with my swollen nub. “Let me feel you squeezing me.”
I call his name in a whimper. He’s sending me higher and higher with every thrust. Just when I’m teetering on the edge, he whispers, “Come for me.”
His words push me over the cliff and then I’m freefalling into a pleasure so deep that I’m not sure where I end and he begins. There’s only this one sweaty, perfect moment between us.
When he comes, he grunts out his release. There’s something so primal and satisfying about him filling my pussy with his come. Especially when he pulls out and pushes his come back inside of me. “One of these days, you’re going to go off your pills and give me babies.”
I barely suppress a yawn. “I’d like to give Danny siblings.”
“Then that’s exactly what we’ll do,” he promises as he leaves the bed in search of a washcloth. I’m asleep before he ever returns.
Hours later, he wakes me with a kiss to my neck. “Merry Christmas.”
My eyelids flutter open to see him next to me in the bed. Rudy is at our feet. He’s still sleeping so he hasn’t seen the huge rawhide bone on the bed with a bright, red bow on it yet. He’s going to be over the moon when he realizes he’s got a huge new toy.
Nate is holding Danny, who is dressed in a cute little elf romper. I croon as soon as I see him. “He’s so adorable.”
